Jessica Rose’s new book encourages young people to embrace art as a powerful tool to raise environmental awareness and drive social change. Readers ages 9-12, as well as leaders, can consider practical, easy-to-follow steps for more sustainable creative practices and learn from artists who “work with the environment rather than disrupting it.” With clarity and…
There’s an old French saying: Pas de soleil, pas d’esprit. (Everything sounds pretty in French.) It translates – no sunshine, no spirit. To that I would add, No–vember. Another spectacular fall day unfolds outside my window. Fluffy white clouds float through a cerulean sky like sailing ships on the Caribbean. Magnificently coloured leaves rustle in…
There is nothing I like better than being in the wilderness. But here I am, stuck in a city where the wild beauty of the earth is tamped down by the busyness of living, amongst brick, steel and wood buildings, connected by miles of asphalt roads. Between too sporadic excursions, my imagination must survive on…
At a recent outdoor church service, I asked the children if they knew any of God’s commandments. They mentioned quite a few from the Old Testament such as don’t kill, don’t steal, don’t swear, obey your parents and so on. I asked if they remembered the one about where you should go to the bathroom…
Doing the night checkon a mild September night –cattle all comfortable and content,kittens still playing.They will settle down after lights out. Jupiter and Saturn towards the south,high in a moonlit sky.To the east, there, just abovethe silhouette of trees, the moon.Bright and two days past full,tonight she has a companion,a brilliant little dot – Mars!They…
I garden at 5:00 a.m.early morning, heavy dew why not pick some peascrisp pods some full some notpuzzled wife who thinks me nuts, a braille gardenerwho squats with God no accusation nowbut affirmation ‘what are you doing?’an approbation of the divine who thinks me no moreeccentric than he who walks the peasin the cool of…
When I was around 10 years old, my parents bought me a telescope. Although my major adult interests would be in the social sciences, arts and humanities, as a child I had a pronounced affinity for astronomy. Something about those bright celestial objects easily fired the imagination of a schoolboy. Two years after my birth,…
Back in the 1970s and 1980s, when I was reporting on all things agriculture around the Annapolis Valley, I heard farmers bragging that, unlike in the Okanagan, we didn’t have to irrigate our crops. Well, that was then. Now, climate change is imposing a very different scene. In the summer of 2025, the rain just…
Do they remember, that girl /
treading water in her cabin /
or the mother who held on /
for a long, last hour, praying /
until the tree itself gave way?
“So, I leave for a moment to make my coffee and you hear an owl,” I laughingly said to Rachel. We were sitting in our backyard garden, enjoying what was left of the sunrise before it created the intense summer heat. It was the rare time of day when the birds are louder than the…
Author and illustrator Carly Allen-Fletcher’s passionate, articulate narrative and spectacular, vivid artwork will draw children into the breathtaking wonders of God’s creation. Allen-Fletcher points out that there is life all around us, some seen, much unseen. She explains that scientists sort different types of life (based on differences in their cells and how they live)…
I like to think of God, after a long day of creating, ambling across the fields, stopping to get a closer look at a particular bud on a plant, leaning in close to watch a bee digging its burrow in a bare patch of earth, or gazing upward to whistle at the aurora in the…
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